knowest thou of my proclivities for the perverted and the asinine. "Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate." knowest thou of my struggles to reclaim the third sphere of heaven. i await thee.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Lip Service
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Because at some point, words should mean more than the breath it takes to utter them. That disregarding the forced value of action over speech, the meaning is allowed to be.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Slow Week
You Can Definitely Spot a Liar |
Maybe you have good instincts. Or maybe you just have a lot of experience with liars. Either way, it's pretty hard for someone to pull a fast one on you. You're like a human lie detector. |
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Sensei Smexy
How can I not be pregnant after this song? Damn you, Josh Kelley for this smexy smexy song!!!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
The Yarn Spinner
Writing by ~dianora on deviantART
Stuck in a chasm of infinite eloquence, the words make their escape, bearing ideas I’ll weave into a tale.
Just around the corner, an amorphous story shimmers into existence for a plot that needs no thickening.
Somewhere, hidden in a box, is a flash of brilliance that will illuminate the undiscovered narratives in my head.
But committing pen to paper will have to wait.
My anecdotes, chronicles, and legends will be written, just not today.
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